Chapter 615

Chapter 615: Who Will Prevail

Master Hei Xu, a master at the pinnacle of the Nascent Soul stage, now unleashed his full power as the land’s restrictions vanished. The battle’s momentum shifted fiercely in his favor.

"Great Ink Golden Crow, purge this world!"

Master Hei Xu stepped forward again, seizing control of the battle. Black flames engulfed him, transforming him into a hellish figure resembling a demonic deity.

Ling Mo Cheng, a Sixth Level Nascent Soul expert, paled. Even after boosting his cultivation to the pinnacle of the Nascent Soul stage using secret techniques, he knew Master Hei Xu’s true strength far surpassed his own.

Yet Ling Mo Cheng didn’t retreat. Instead, he advanced, summoning an ancient mirror.

"Great Ink Golden Crow? Today, my Solar Mirror will burn you to ashes!"

He hurled the mirror skyward. Crimson firelight erupted, dyeing the heavens red.

Unfazed, Master Hei Xu pointed his right hand. A massive black sun surged toward the mirror, aiming to shatter it.

Ling Mo Cheng sneered. The Solar Mirror, a mid-grade Immortal artifact forged over ten years with millennial spirit stones and rare materials, wouldn’t break so easily.

"Blazing flames, scorch the Three Realms!"

Ling Mo Cheng poured his true qi into the mirror. The raging flames condensed instantly, forming a colossal fire dragon that roared with devastating force.

Watching from hundreds of zhang away, Ye Yun—a practitioner of fire element laws—felt the Fire Spirit Qi radiating from the dragon. Even his purified Fire Spirit Qi from his alchemy pill couldn’t match half its power. He knew he’d be helpless against such an attack.

This was the might of the Solar Mirror and Ling Mo Cheng’s true strength as a Misty Sect elder.

The fire dragon charged. Yet Master Hei Xu’s black sun pressed onward undeterred.

Boom!

Their collision lit the sky with fiery explosions. Amid the chaos, the black sun tore into the dragon’s maw, slowed only by the fiery beast’s internal arrays.

Victory hinged on whether the black sun could break the dragon’s restrictions before its power faded. If it failed, the dragon would strike Master Hei Xu, reversing his advantage.

Both experts, seasoned in battle, recognized this. Yet neither flinched, pouring relentless true qi into their attacks.

Ling Mo Cheng channeled energy effortlessly through the mirror above him. Master Hei Xu struggled, his thin connection to the black sun allowing only a trickle of true qi.

Still, the black sun inched forward. Master Hei Xu’s raw power outweighed Ling Mo Cheng’s advantage.

Over a hundred spectators watched breathlessly. This clash symbolized the Great Qin Empire’s elite versus common sects. Ling Mo Cheng’s victory would void prior agreements. Master Hei Xu’s triumph promised scraps for smaller factions.

"Ancestor, who’ll win? Master Hei Xu seems stronger," Ye Yun whispered.

"True, his innate power surpasses Ling Mo Cheng’s," the Ancestor of the Sword Path replied. "But Ling Mo Cheng hasn’t revealed his full strength. The Solar Mirror isn’t his ultimate weapon. If Master Hei Xu lacks comparable treasures, victory may elude him."

Ye Yun frowned. The Misty Sect’s millennia of dominance spoke of unfathomable resources.

"Yet the Xuan Yuan Sect once rivaled them. Perhaps they’ve hidden depths too."

"Let them cripple each other. Then we strike."

Had he a body, the Ancestor’s expression might’ve amused Ye Yun. Instead, the youth smiled faintly, eyes locked on the clashing sun and dragon.